Naretia floated to the ground, stopping her singing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The music echoing around her grew low, dissipating in the breeze.

The enemy was lying on the ground all powerless, without the ability to resist, and she no longer had to use the power of despair.

She looked at the two powerful men who had fallen to the ground, and began to move her feet.

Narettia swung in a heavy gown, walking a little unaccustomedly.

The black and gold dress she is wearing now is a magic prop that plays music, which can amplify her voice and enhance her magical ability.

However, this magic robe was quite heavy, and it was quite inconvenient to walk on the ground, and Narretia did not like this experimental magic prop very much.

The idea behind this gown is to give Narretia a movable music player, a musical stage where she can sing at any time, a special magical prop that can be said to be the only one in the world.

The manufacturer of this magic robe was the arsenal of the Black Ridge Chamber of Commerce, and because of the need to cooperate with Narretia's voice magic ability, they racked their brains to design this magic prop.

The main reason why this magic item is difficult to create is that there is no precedent to refer to, after all, the requirements are too special.

The Black Ridge Chamber of Commerce only has a medium-sized magic guide arsenal, and the ability level of the magic item designers hired is only average, they can deal with ordinary magic item design, but when it comes to originality and particularity, it is a big shortcoming.

The gown that Narretia wore was made in a very reluctant situation, so there are many shortcomings in many places.

First of all, there was the weight, in order to make it a moving musical stage, and to meet the requirements of amplifying the sound and enhancing the magic at the same time, the gown was made extremely heavy and ugly.

In order to hide the ugly appearance of the robe, the magic designer added many decorations to beautify it, adding layer after layer of clothing fibers, even the lightest and thinner substance, the weight will increase.

In this way, it is impossible to strengthen the defense of the magic robe, and the magic guide designers actually originally planned to create a magic robe with excellent defense, but there was a problem in the first step of design, and they had to retreat to the next best thing, choosing to abandon the defense and design it in the form of a robe.

The lack of experience of the Black Ridge Chamber of Commerce's magic guide arsenal was revealed in the design and manufacture of magic props this time.

But there is no way to do it, the days when the Black Ridge Chamber of Commerce's magic guide arsenal was established are only a few years, and there is a lack of professional magic masters, and being able to create this magic robe is already their greatest strength.

Naretia knew this, too, and this time she chose to wear this magic robe in order to collect information on the actual combat so that the designers of the arsenal could improve this special item.

However, Narettia didn't know if it could be considered a battle this time, she just sang a song in the air, and the battle golem sent by the enemy was destroyed, she didn't feel the pressure at all, and the enemy had completely failed without even making a decent counterattack.

Then, with the unusually sensitive sense of receiving the Voice of the Black Shine Godhead, she easily spotted the Mighty Ones hiding in the woods, and she flew over them while singing a song of despair, subduing the two Mighty Ones without much effort.

Throughout the process, Naretta felt no threat from the enemy, who was as weak as an ant, giving her the illusion that she was playing a game.

"It's like playing like a house......"

Naretia walked over to the angry Mighty and looked down at her once-high-spirited foe.

The Angry Mighty is still alive, but only breathing, and it's no wonder when he will take his last breath.

Under the power of desperation, the enraged Mighty Peter Gilbert inflicted self-harm, injuring himself with his own self-defense weapon, his whole body covered in fatal injuries, and the blood that flowed out formed a pool of blood under him.

If it weren't for Narretia's last-minute halt to her desperate powers, Gilbert might have ended up with herself.

From the day she received the power of despair, Narettia has been constantly exercising her strength, and has become able to control the power of despair finely, and the people she does not want to influence, even if she listens to her chant of despair, will not be affected in the slightest, on the contrary, if she uses her power with all her might, it is enough to plunge hundreds of thousands of people into despair together.

The angry and hateful powers are still alive, and the other Magisters have committed suicide in absolute despair, but beyond that, there are still living beings on the scene.

In the woods shrouded in the Song of Despair, you can still hear the chirping of insects and birds, and you can also see the traces of some alarmed small animals moving, Naretia can be said to have a good control over her own power, and her power of despair only affects these human magisters, and does not affect other lives.

Narettia opened her lips slightly, emitting a silent sound wave, using this sonic magic to lift the dying Gilbert up, and slowly walked to the side of the other powerhouse who had fallen to the ground.

The hated Mighty William Thompson breathed weakly, his eyes closed unconscious, he had obvious blue-black bruises on his neck, obviously pinched by himself, but it was only a minor injury, his chest was sunken, his limbs were twisted and broken, and he was in an abnormal direction, and if the power of despair lasted a few more seconds, he would probably have slammed his head to the ground and died with his head cracked and his forehead cracked.

Naretia has been able to use her powers to weave many different kinds of magic, and this sonic magic is one of them.

Just now she added this kind of sound wave to the song, using the resonance of sound waves to disintegrate all the battle golems into iron sand, her sonic resonance can directly affect the molecular structure of matter, ordinary magic barriers cannot defend against this kind of sonic resonance attack, and the outdated antique-level battle golems are naturally no exception.

If there was enough time for her to accumulate enough sound waves in her singing, she could even disintegrate an entire city into powder.

Naretta throws Gilbert to the hated Mighty and prepares to kill them.

This was Lin Yuan's own order, even if she didn't want to kill these two people, she had to do it.

Naretta looked at the two powerful people who had been defeated by her effortlessly, and her heart was filled with emotion.

In less than half a year, she has gone from a weak little girl to a powerful magister.

Moreover, the power of her body is obtained in a very simple situation, so simple that it makes people want to laugh.

Especially after receiving the godhead of the Dark Radiant Voice, every day loyal believers voluntarily dedicate their strength and sing hymns of praise that will wear and tear down their spirits and bodies, constantly increasing the magic of Narretia.

Naretia has become a very different being.

Losing her original identity, her appearance was completely changed, her spirit was distorted, and she had to absolutely respect her master, Lin Yuan, at the cost of this, Naretia gained incredibly powerful power and was qualified to take revenge on her enemies.

So, she doesn't regret it.

There are gains and losses, and she gains more than she loses.

Therefore, she will never look back, even if she is asked to choose again, she will firmly embark on this path.

Naretta opened Sakura's lips again, ready to deal with the dying powerhouse.

At this moment, Thompson's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Naretia.

Naretia was unmoved, she knew that this was just a reflection of the other party, her whole body was seriously injured, and the power of hatred had no power to resist.

"You...... Finally... What is ......?"

Thompson's voice was full of resentment.

"You...... Is it really a desperate powerhouse...... Your power...... How could it be ......"

Naretia knew the other party's doubts, and after learning magic, she also realized how unusual it was that had happened to her.

However, when she thought that it was Lin Yuan who caused all this, she felt that there was nothing strange.

Lin Yuan is an existence that distorts the world.

Then, as a dependent, it is normal for her to be distorted.

"I'm not going to apologize, the world is like that. ”

Narretia's expression remained unchanged, and she quietly cast her magic.

"Little Girl...... Don't forget...... We are all powerful...... If you kill us...... Burst of power...... Even if you can handle it...... The city in front of it survived... Inhabitant...... I can't resist the ......"

Thompson, who knew that he was going to die, showed a grim smile while spitting blood.

"It's a pity that the power burst doesn't happen. Naretia replied faintly.

She looked at the miserable expression of the mighty, and she didn't know why she had a kind of banter in her heart.

So, Narettia smiled slightly, and said to Thompson: "O hated powerhouse, let me tell you the news, the 10,000 soldiers you deployed in the rear should all be dead by now, yes, at this time, they are probably all eaten by the monsters." ”

Thompson's eyes widened in shock, his pupils shrunk to pinhead-thin sizes, and bloody tears flowed from his sockets.

"I don't know if any of the information you got said that we had a group of monsters on our side, and those monsters were hiding in your path before you carried out this attack, ready to attack. ”

The girl's understatement sent chills down Thompson's body.

He finally knew why he couldn't contact the troops in the rear.

"Your actions are doomed to failure, see? ”

Then, Thompson let out a sudden cry of grief and vomited a large amount of blood, mixed with a large number of fragments of internal organs and even white bone fragments.

In the next second, his eyes were full of blood, and the entire eyeball bulged out, inflating into a small balloon, and finally reached the limit of its size, which exploded after a soft sound.

Thompson's seven holes spurted out a large amount of blood, like a puppet with a broken thread, and he twitched a few times weakly, and then he couldn't move.

The same was true of the angry Mighty beside him who was unconscious, blood from his mouth and nose staining the earth.

Narettia's face remained unchanged, and she looked down at the bodies of the two men with a flat expression.

They're dead.

"Isn't it good to sleep well? waking up will only make yourself more miserable. ”

Naretta slowly looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds of snow in the sky had dispersed, and the sun was shining again on the ground.

The twin stars of Atrion, in the center of the blue sky, radiated a faint blue glow as usual.

Naretia chuckled softly.

"So, am I awake now, or have I been asleep?"